Bill and Chuck on furlough January 1946 Dad, Mother, Ginny CROSSING THE ATLANTIC ON USS COALDALE TROOP SHIP

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1 CAMP PICKETT, VIRGINIA After celebrating Christmas at the base, we headed home to Trenton for a fortyfive day furlough. En-route by train, our unit stopped for a couple of days at Camp Pickett near Blackstone, Virginia. While waiting for the next train, we sat around shining our boots. At one area of the camp was a large fenced-in compound with German Prisoners of War. It was reported that about 6,000 prisoners were sent there during the war. We did not, however, have any contact with them. Finally, we arrived home in Trenton. It was the first opportunity we had to see our sister Ginny since she had become a victim of Polio while we away. Bill and Chuck on furlough January 1946 Dad, Mother, Ginny CAMP KILMER, NEW BRUNSWICK, NJ When our furlough ended, Chuck and I reported to Camp Kilmer in New Brunswick, N.J. less than an hour form our home in Trenton. Each day, after breakfast, we waited for orders to be posted, waiting for assignment to Germany. By midafternoon, we thought that no more notices were to be given until the next morning. On one side of the camp there was a road that ran along side the fence. THERE WAS A HOLE IN THE FENCE that everyone seemed to know about. So off to the fence many soldiers went without a pass which were not given at that crucial time. Because I was dating Ginny Lou Wright at that time and knowing the imminence of my departure to Europe for a year or so, I decided that I had to see her once more. Off to the fence I went, and hitch-hiked to Trenton for the evening. Shortly after supper, Chuck called from one of the camp s phones to say that I had better hurry back because we were shipping-out the next morning at daybreak. As I sneaked back through the fence, it was a sad moment, a bit scary to think of the future, but a time of excitement as well. CROSSING THE ATLANTIC ON USS COALDALE TROOP SHIP Leaving Camp Kilmer by train, we traveled to a port somewhere on the Hudson River and boarded the USS Coaldale troop-ship on March 21. Going up the gang plank, hovering over the space between the dock and the ship, I was tottering along with my duffle-bag plus the trombone that I had purchased in Spartanburg. We crossed the Atlantic and sailed to Le Havre, France, arriving on March 30, 1946, a distance of 3273 miles, traveling at an average speed of knots.

2 The USS Coaldale was one of numerous troop-ships built hurriedly during World War II. The keel was laid on December 28, 1944, launched two months later on February 23, 1945 and delivered on March 23, It would be interesting to know just how many crossings of the Atlantic it had before we boarded it just a year later. On board USS Coaldale A Pick-up Band with accordion, clarinet, guitar, trombone While on board, I was assigned to the Special Services Unit which made public address system announcements and published the daily newssheet The Coaldale Tale. It was a very easy assignment for me. Each day I reported to the office where the newssheet was typed and mimeographed. The one copy of the newssheet which I saved was of the ninth day at sea with 398 miles yet to go. Being that we had a lot of time on our hands, I decided that I would begin to read through the Bible. Having committed my life to Christ during the summer of 1944, I believed that I was being called to the ministry of Jesus Christ. Possibly it would be a preaching ministry. But now I felt that my future was being put on hold and I was somewhat troubled. Here I was with a lot of foul-mouth soldiers when I could be living

3 among Christians and serving the Lord. When I got to Genesis 37 and read of Joseph being sold by his brothers, I identified with him. What good could come out of that? But as I read further, I saw what God was able to do through him even while away from family and home. I soon saw the same thing in my own life - a story that is told in the part of my memoirs in the booklet, Frankfurt Youth For Christ. Daily Newspaper on SS Coaldale Troop Ship March 25, 1945 Atlantic Ocean

4 The map below, published each day, showed the progress of the ship

5 THE ENGLISH CHANNEL Arriving near Europe, going through the English Channel, we passed the White Cliffs of Dover, England just before reaching France. This was a thrill because one of the popular songs we all sang at home during the war was There ll be Bluebirds over the White Cliffs of Dover, Tomorrow, just you wait and see. Vera Lynn, the Glenn Miller band, Kate Smith, and others played and sang it over and over. I never thought that I would see the Cliffs both then in 1946 and many years later in March 1946 from on-board ship SS Coaldale In 2007, during one of our vacation trips to England, Isabel, Jimmy, Ellie and I took a train to Dover and actually stood at the top of the Cliffs. I couldn t believe it!

6 Bill and Isabel at the White Cliffs of Dover December 2007 CAMP LUCKY STRIKE AT LE HAVRE, FRANCE When we disembarked a Le Havre, France, we went immediately to Camp Lucky Strike, located on the Normandy coast near Saint-Sylvan, one of the several staging areas waiting for rail transportation to our next assignment. It was a tent city, the most important military camp in Europe during the war, which had ended just five months before we got there, Le Havre was the port of entry for virtually all American soldiers after D Day in June Reportedly, there were as many as 100,000 men there on a daily basis.

7 Tent City at Camp Lucky Strike LeHavre, France In each of the numerous tents there were about 40 folding bunks. It was very dark that night as we stood outside in a long line with our mess gear in hand waiting for a hot meal inside one of the tents. When we finished, we went outside the tent and emptied the unwanted parts of the meal into a large 50-gallon tank. We were shocked to see Frenchmen reaching in with their bare hands to salvage our garbage for themselves or their families. The War was over, but the devastation was wide-spread. Shortly, in the next day or so, we boarded an old German train consisting of boxcars, called Forty and Eights. That meant that each boxcar could hold forty men or eight horses. In 1991 Isabel and I stopped in a Germany rail-yard to take this photo Just like the one we traveled in across France and Germany in The box-cars were empty. We sat on the floor, stretched-out on the floor all day, and slept on the floor at night as we traveled across France and Germany. The train stopped frequently for some reason or another. Whenever it did, we would jump off the train, relieve ourselves as necessary, and hop back on before it left us behind. At times, farmers or other Frenchmen or Germans would run across the fields to sell bottles of wine or other items. One night, somewhere, from someone in Germany, I bought a wartime flashlight that had no batteries but was operated by squeezing it. Whatever happened to it I don t recall, but I lost it. In recent trips to Germany I tried to find one in an antique shop but was never successful. Traveling very slowly during the night in an

8 unlighted boxcar through many unknown towns and cities in a foreign country, was quite eerie. At last we arrived at Bamburg, Germany. We were there for only a day or so before traveling on to the Hauptbahnhof (Main Train station) at Frankfurt-am-Main. From there we jumped onto open-top trucks to Abel Barracks where we were to live for the next several months. Abel Barracks and swimming pool 1946 Bill at swimming pool Abel Barracks 1946